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FOREWORD 

THE GIFT OF FRIENDSHIP 

LET'S BE NEIGHBORLY 9 

I HAD A FRIEND 11 

A HAND-SHAKE 12 

COUNT ME IN! 14 

HERE'S HOPING! 15 

BECAUSE OF THEE 16 

IF WISHES WERE HORSES . . . .18 

FOR THEE ALONE 22 

TO YOU AND YOURS! 23 

THE MENTION OF YOUR NAME ... 24 

COMRADES ALL! 25 

THE HEART OF ME 26 

LOST! A FRIEND 27 

A GOOD DEED DIETH NOT . . . .28 

LIFE AND LOVE 30 

FOR OLD SAKE'S SAKE 31 

ENVOY 32 




Foreword 

HE greatest blessing that one 
can give another as he travels 
through life is the gift of friend- 
ship to those whom he has learned to 
love. To have given others the assur- 
ance and proof of one's friendship is to 
have lived profitably. To have received 
from others the pledge and evidence of 
their love is to have lived richly. And 
the man who has both given and 
received this blessing is rich indeed. 

These occasional verses have been 
written during a period of nearly 
twenty years to say frankly to a few 
friends a little of what their friendship 
has meant to me. If they have carried 
my message of gratitude to the hearts of 
those for whom they were written, they 
have fulfilled their first mission. If in 
this collected form they serve as mes- 
sage bearers for others, I shall be glad 
to have shared them. 




The Gift of Friendship 

NO gift have I that is bought and 
sold, 
No rare old print that is centuries old, 
No jewel found by another's hand. 
In the miser earth of a far off land, 
No painting warm with the tender 

glow 
Of some artist's heart of the long ago; 
My hands are empty of these, and yet 
My heart would speak, lest we both 

forget. 

With joy I come, for the gift I bring 
Is mine, my own, and a priceless thing. 
No man hath bought it in any land. 
Yet it is yours with my own right hand. 
And a pledge that though the years 

grow old 
This gift shall shine as minted gold. 
From out my heart of hearts I send 
The "Gift of Friendship" to my friend. 



Let's Be Neighborly 

LET'S be neighborly once more, 
Like as we used to be ; 
Goin' visitin' friendly like, 
Jest you and me. 

Let's be neighborly once more, 
Thinkin' each other's thoughts, 
Tellin' each other our troubles, 
An' helpin' each other lots. 



Let's be neighborly once more, 
Old-fashioned rather than new, 
Tellin' the good and forgettin' the bad. 
There is in both me an' you. 



Let's be neighborly once more 
An' shake hands once-in-a-while, 
An' if our hands won't reach so far 
Let's make believe — an' smile. 



H Let's be neighborly once more 
An' think of each other agen; 
An' hearin' good news of each other, 
Let's say it out loud — "Amen!" 






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I Had a Friend 

I HAD a friend, a friend who bar- 
gained not, 
But trusted me because his heart was 

true, 
A friend who gave himself in deed and 

thought. 
And lo, that friend was you! 

I had a friend whose life meant life 

to me, 
Though hands ne'er clasped from one 

week's end to end. 
And yet I'm richer for his life, where'er 

he be. 
Because — I had a friend. 



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A Hand-Shake 

NO matter where you are to-day, 
No matter what you do, 
I'd pay the "price" and pay it quick 
For a warm hand-shake with you. 

The days are long since last we met, 
WeVe wandered near and far. 
But now I'd give my purse of gold 
To be where'er you are. 

We journey far in life, my friend, 
We nod and smile and greet 
A thousand thousand men or more 
Upon Life's crowded street. 



But only now and then we find, 
Among our friends or foes. 
The one who sees and understands. 
The one who really knows. 



Count Me In ! 

WHEN you count your many 
friendships 
Of the days of long ago, 
When our lives were young and vibrant 
With the joys we cherish so ; 
When you make your list of loved ones 
Who have stood through thick and thin, 
Who have loved and still are loyal, 
Do not fail to count me in! 



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When you look ahead and wonder 
What the years will bring to you. 
Who will still your friendship cherish. 
Through the years remaining true; 
When you make your list of friendships 
That through years have changeless 

been, 
When Life's final list is entered, 
Do not fail to count me in! 




Here's Hoping! 

THAT every day may be the best, 
That every friend be true, 
That every joy may come your way 
And stay a while with you ; 

Here's Hoping! 

That every task you undertake 
May end with a *Vell done," 
That every night may see the stars, 
And every day the sun ; 

Here's Hoping! 

That every wish your heart doth hold 
For those you cherish dear, 
That every fondest dream "come true," 
Not Then — but Now and Here; 
Here's Hoping! 




arouse. 
^^Love! love! love!" it sings, 
And 'Xove!" the live long hours, 
Till all my happy heart is brimmed. 
As beauty brims the flowers. 

No glimpse of green upon the hills. 
No promise in the sky, 
Yet Spring is buoyant in my heart. 
For love has loitered by. 
^Xove! love! love!" it throbs; 
With love leaps all my heart! 
The little buds in ecstasy! 
And hark, the daisies start! 



If Wishes Were Horses 

IF wishes were horses, Oh, whither 
away? 
Where would you gallop, oh, friend o* 

mine, say? 
Into the East where commerce is done. 
Where earth barters night for the smile 

o' the sun? 
Or into the wide, all picture-hung 

West, 
The main-travelled way to the Isles of 

the Blest? 
And whither away? Aha! I know. 
And canter by canter together we'll go. 

If wishes were horses afar we'd ride. 
Stirrup by stirrup, with earth open 
wide 

To bestow us the road and the joys 

thereof, 
And all of our being would be but to 

love. 



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The little brown thrush a brother 
would be, 

The far-striding hills our comrades in 
glee, 

The wind a playmate, the daisy a kin. 

And Night a star-lit Vagabond's Inn. 

If wishes were horses a joust weM 
share 

For the hand of Our-Lady-of-Golden- 
Hair. 

We'd storm old castles above the Rhine, 
And pillage their vaults of muscadine. 
O'er Palestinian plains we'd prick 
A field with Coeur de Lion Dick. 
We'd share in each good deed been 
done 

By knightly errant under the sun. 

If wishes were horses with rein given 
free, 

'Tis oh, the numberless friends we'd 
see, 



f The calls we'd make, the smiles bestow, 
The long-hidden, sweet little kindnesses 

show. 
WeM chat in dear whispers on tiptoe 

through 
The gates that open into the blue 
I Of Heaven's demesne, and hover o'er 
f The words we dared not speak before. 

If wishes were horses? O Friend, are 

you fain? 
Fain for the castles youVe builded in 

Spain? 
Are you weary with wishing? Take 

heart with the year, 
The day of your dreaming may haply 

be here. 
And I, oh, my wish is for me and for 

you. 
This foolish old proverb may some day 

come true. 



For Thee Alone 

OR thee alone my sun doth shine, 
For thee my rose is red, 
For thee alone my life is lived, 
For thee my prayers are said. 



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For thee alone I do my work. 
For thee I fight the fight, 
For thee I'll conquer in the end. 
E'er falls the darkling night. 



For thee alone my thoughts go out, 
Across the miles of space, 
For thee alone my heart doth sigh 
To see once more thy face. 

For thee alone my life is lived, 
For thee my prayers are said. 
With thee alone my troth is kept, 
Till hearts are wholly dead. 




To You and Yours ! 

TO you and yours! The very 
thought 
Is fragrant with forget-me-not! 
The days of old, the joys we shared, 
The glorious hopes and deeds we dared. 
The loyal friends who always stood 
The ample proof of brotherhood. 
To you and yours! Through rain and 

shine, 
Here's a health from me and mine. 

To you and yours! In days to be 
May life's best blessings fall on thee. 
May health attend, and joys abound. 
And friends both old and new be found. 
May every day of every year 
Be filled with love and friendly cheer. 
To you and yours! Through rain and 

shine, 
Here's health from me and mine. 



Comrades All ! 

THE road is long, the way is steep, 
The path sometimes is hard to keep, 
There's sun and rain upon the way 
We travel o'er from day to day. 
But Life's ahead what e'er befall, 
And come what may, we're comrades 
all! 



Comrades all in joy and pain, 
Comrades in the sun and rain, 
Comrades in the work we do 
Day by day the journey through. 
Here's my hand beyond recall 
Yours "for keeps" — we're comrades all 



The Heart of Me 



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I ly >TY Love's away, behind the dis- 
(] iVl tant hills, 
Beyond the cruel mountains that will 

not let me see. 
My Love's departed, and I could not 

bid her stay, 
Although she carried with her the very 
heart of me. 



My Love's away! But ah, she cometh 

soon! 
Cometh in her glory like the Autumn 

reddening tree. 
My arms are waiting to welcome her 

again, 
For with her cometh Joy and the very 

heart of me! 



Lost ! A Friend 

THE hunger of flesh for food with- 
held, 
The thirst of lips long dry, 
The eyes grown dim with looking 

back, 
To where our memories lie, — 
Oh, these are nothing that can compare 
With the anguish keener than pain. 
Of the heart that hungers for love itself, 
And suffers alone and in vain. 



The loss of money that buys me Joy 

That lasts while the money lasts, 

The passing of power that once was 

mine. 
And the glory that it casts, — 
I laugh at these in my sorrow here 
Wearily waiting the End, 
For Fate has pronounced its final curse, 
And I — IVe lost a friend! 



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A Good Deed Dieth Not 

F faith in God remaineth and dieth 
not, 

If love abiding ever is ne'er forgot, 
If kindness is eternal as Heaven over- 
head. 
Oh, friend o' mine that sleepeth, thou 
art not dead! 



Within my heart and life I love to 
cherish 

The word of cheer thou gavest, that 
cannot perish, 

The loving grasp that took my halting 
hand. 

The kindly smile my heart could under- 
stand. 



Yea, wrapt close within my own heart's 

glow, 
I hold thy life and will not let it go, 



Life and Love 

LIFE is a little thing, 
But Love, how large! 
Life lasts its little day. 
But Love lives on for aye. 

Life is a little thing. 
But Love, how large! 
Life means both me and you, 
But Love means others too 

Life is a little thing, 
But Love, how large! 
Life yields unto the grave. 
But Love shall all men save. 



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For Old Sake's Sake 

TJ ERE'S a health to thee and thine, 
A -■- Drunk in love by me and mine I 
Here's to thee and all thy dreams, 
May you find the rainbow gleams! 
Here's to work that thou must do, 
And the joy when it is through. 

Here's to friends who loyal are. 
Whether near or very far! 
Here's to hope that never dies, 
In the heart of great emprise! 
Here's to health that knows no pain! 
Here's to health, and health again! 

Here's to thee! — we'll glasses break, 
In a toast for old sake's sake. 



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